Love flows through a strange and uncertain space. Those who call themselves lovers enter your life, make you dependent on their presence, and pretend to love you. Then they leave in a way that makes you wonder whether anything you shared was ever truly real.
I lost in love, but found myself in the grind. What broke my heart built my strength.
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